Come, Ye Disconsolate
Words and music by Thomas Moore & Samuel Webbe · 1816
Key of F · 69 BPM · 4/4 · Comfort,Grace · Matthew 11:28
Verse 1
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish;
come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish —
earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
Verse 2
Joy of the desolate,
light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent,
fadeless and pure,
Here speaks the Comforter,
tenderly saying,
"Earth has no sorrow
that Heav'n cannot cure."
Verse 3
Here see the Bread of Life;
see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God,
pure from above;
Come to the feast of love;
come, ever
knowing Earth
has no sorrow
but Heav'n can remove.
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